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I am no longer a poser,

Or that silly girl you knew.

I am no longer emo,

Or a witches gothic brew.



I am not a mainstream music-fan,

Nor your typical highschool girl,

I am not the evil looking chick

With the emerald eyes and black curls.



I am not a product of society

But I'm not a free-spirited whore.

I'm a lonely depressed californian

Who's daddy walked out the door.



I know I have cuts on my arms,

I tried my hardest to feel, you see.

But nobody opened their minds, or hearts.

No'one accepted me.



So I'm not the person you're used to,

Or an alien from outer space.

I'm just a broken hearted girl

Trying to find her place.



Accept me.